As if they could truly be anything other than friends. He's already at the wine house when Jingyi shows up, looking deceptively un-Lan-like except for the ribbon. Always with the ribbon. He watches as Jingyi is stopped by some of the other patrons and scoffs, choosing to quietly wait at his table as Jingyi walks in, so uncharacteristically quiet and hidden away in a corner. Luckily, his table isn't too far away.

"When you're done sulking in your hiding space," he calls out.

Not like Jin Ling hadn't taken the time to dress a little nicer for the evening. Because it's not a date. At all. They're simply friends exploring a new wine house, that's all.